Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


Better Lift

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

but really the thing should be autonomous

kind of mythopoesis

Picture


it is hopeful

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i see a website

wait what is that

was it worth it

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting


is everyoneback on tumblr now

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

yeah

Slug

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i really havent